Mu Jianping's face showed a faint flush of joy, she twisted the corner of her clothes and said in a low voice:

"I'll go back to the Central Plains and explain to my brother and come back."

Bi Yun'er, the third young grandmother of the Zhuang family, sat on the side and looked at Chen Mo's deep love for his husband and wife, and couldn't help but feel gloomy, but when she learned that Chen Mo sent Shuang'er and others to take Wu Zhirong's head, she suddenly looked at the more handsome Chen Mo with a hot face, and she promised that once Wu Zhirong was killed, she would serve Chen Mo for the rest of her life.

Chen Mo bowed slightly, he had never thought about any emotional single-mindedness when he entered such a feudal era, and he himself was not a righteous gentleman, let alone those men who had no ability to find a wife and could only envy and hate others, there could be many women, but he cared about one thing, that is, he and the other party would like each other.

For example, Sophia and Fang Yi, he was just a tool for discharging physiology, and even these two people had to surrender to him due to the poison in their bodies, and explained the family affairs, Chen Mo took Sophia and Fang Yi, who were disguised as personal soldiers, to ride out of the city, Chen Mo went to the firearms workshop to pack enough things and led five thousand musketeers to hurry quickly.

Chen Mo's musketeers were dressed in extremely strange attire, with tight-fitting clothes and tight-sleeved clothes, several large pockets on their clothes, and a curved iron helmet stamped with the earth method on their heads, each carrying a sleeping bag and a dry food and water bottle for the march, and high-top deerskin boots on their feet.

From the perspective of later generations, this is a set of military uniforms that are in line with the concept, in this era, Chen Mo modified these things and actually had to report to Kangxi, and after Kangxi agreed, the tailors of Jumu City made this new military uniform.

There is a small pocket that can be tied in the vest of this military uniform, which is also one of Chen Mo's funniest designs, which is used to put the pig's tail braid on the back of the soldier's head into the pocket to prevent it from being caught by opponents or entangled in the woods.

There were only 2,000 flintlock muskets for the 5,000 musketeers, and the remaining 3,000 were still arquebuses, which was the result of more than a year after Chen Mo collected the guns in the warehouse in Yaksa City and produced them in the firearms workshop.

He still has twenty Rakshasa cannons and twenty red-clothed cannons in the Wujiemen warehouse, enough ** and smokeless gunpowder is enough for him to fight a large-scale war, but he is just ready to let the musket battalion learn how to win a firearms war.

The army was quickly marched, and unlike those soft Tatar troops, the Han army was now well fed and trained with high intensity, and the rush was like stepping on the wind, and every battalion shouted slogans when nothing happened, and the 500-mile road ended in less than two days.

While they were marching, a sentry came quickly, turned over and dismounted, and reported on his knees:

"Report, ten miles ahead is the Tumu Fort, our reconnaissance team checked, the red-haired army is stationed five miles north of the Tumu Fort, we arrived close to investigate and found that they did not dig trenches and fortifications, nor did they form a fence defense, except for a team of musketeers patrolling outside, they were almost defenseless."

"You continue to scout, and send someone to inform Mutu that we are about to bypass the Tumu Fort and attack Rakshasa Maozi, so that they don't panic." Chen Mo nodded and said.

The sentinel left, and Chen Mo looked back at it, because the Divine Dragon Sect members had joined the team of more than 7,000 people, although the two thousand sword and shield soldiers were scattered, they were all violent, no worse than the elite muskets trained by Chen Mo.

Calling all the staff leaders, Chen Mo looked at the arrangement of the Rakshasa troop garrison reported by the sentinels, and when these staff leaders returned to the camp respectively, Chen Mo rushed up a hill and shouted:

"The troops listened to the order, the first battalion of the musket battalion immediately accelerated the way, made a detour behind Maozi and chose the terrain to intercept, the second battalion and the third battalion detoured to the left, the fourth battalion and the fifth battalion surrounded the right side, and the remaining five battalions and infantry battalions attacked with me, and the enemy must be completely annihilated."

Five hundred musketeers broke out of the line and quickly advanced, and the other two thousand musketeers also began to detour, Chen Mo commanded the army to quickly pass through the civil fort, and after calculating the time for a while, he ordered the attack to begin.

"Boom ......."

Ten artillery pieces fired continuously in a mountain recess, no one would ask why these artillery pieces appeared here, and those in charge of the artillery only acted according to Chen Mo's instructions, Fang Yi and Sophia looked at each other in the rear army watching the scene of the artillery firing in unison.

Chen Mo ordered the musket battalion to assault forward when the artillery fired, and the artillery gradually increased the range to the first fire, this kind of infantry artillery coordinated combat method quickly showed its power, Lao Maozi has always thought that there is no artillery in Huaxia, and the muskets are just some rags, so they have the courage to show off their might here.

Before they could recover from the barrage of artillery, thousands of musketeers had already rushed into their camp, and when they retreated, they were surrounded by a large army of pre-ambushes.

After the dense gunshots, the smoke rose on the battlefield, Chen Mo rode on a white horse and looked at the battlefield and moved his eyes, he didn't know much about this kind of battle formation, with his half-baked military ability and his IQ that improved with cultivation, he could be regarded as a military talent who was not bad at this time.

However, Chen Mo has never regarded this kind of scientific and technological weapon as his own personal strength, he has worked hard to cultivate every day, at this time he has forty-two years of internal strength, and only this fraction is his cultivation ability, if there is no exchange of the martial arts gate, it is not so easy for him to mix well in this low-martial world.

For half a year, Chen Mo cultivated the remnants of the Yi Jin Sutra in the morning and evening, and tempered the various martial arts techniques more profoundly during the day, only from killing Hong Antong, a guy whose martial arts are weird but ranked high in the world of Luding, Chen Mo has realized that the martial arts of the low-martial arts world are really just a foundation, Hong Antong can't stand a little medicine and soften his bones, and more strong people can't resist the attack of muskets, but Chen Mo hopes that one day he can resist these terrifying firearms by force.

Chen Mo believed in himself and in the army he had trained and equipped, and he listened to the distant gunfire gradually stopping, and in less than an hour, thousands of soldiers came over with dozens of prisoners.

A battalion officer stepped forward and reported:

"Lord Qiqi, the battlefield has been cleared, killing 3,150 enemy soldiers and capturing 33 enemy soldiers, but we don't use the Rakshasa language, so we don't know who they are?

After the war, 2,300 complete flintlock pistols were seized, more than 600 damaged and repairable, 10 Rakshasa cannons, 600 shells, 50 barrels of gunpowder, and several thousand mink skins and 5,000 or 6,000 gold coins were found. ”

Chen Mo nodded and said:

"Well, set up camp on the spot, weigh the gold coins and convert them into silver values, I will exchange them for silver tickets, mink skins will be left for me, flintlock muskets will replace the arquebuses of the other battalions, and send people to send the muskets back to Jumu City for training, and the captives will be kept in custody for the time being, and I will go and interrogate them later."